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Monday 9 March 2015

Trollers Trot, March 7th, 2015

It must be a couple of years back when my wonderful partner and I came to an agreement that from thenceforth we were never going to race again over distances longer than 10K. At our time of life, we opined, any distance above that would be counter-productive to our health and fitness. Indeed, we thought it best to maybe abandon the idea of racing altogether and stick to low key Park Runs where there'd be no pressure to 'win' and no danger of over exerting ourselves. So what the heck were we doing last Saturday lining up for a 12 mile race on a cold and cloudy day through some of the best bogs in Britain?
The 12 mile Troller's Trot route.....(Click to enlarge)
 Well, enjoying ourselves as things turned out. I'm not sure what strategies my better half had in mind but I was determined not to push things to the extent it would hurt, just let it flow nice and easy, maintaining a comfortable rhythm while keeping my breathing under control. Apart from slowing to walk a couple of hills, and putting my foot on the gas pedal when in danger of being passed on the final stretch, I largely kept to my game plan. So I was rather surprised to find I was only 5 minutes slower than on a previous occasion, three years ago, when I was actually 'racing' it.

Profile with undulations amounting to 1,023ft ascent - according to Garmin
With over 400 walkers and runners taking part, car parking around Threshfield school had become something of a problem by the time we arrived, rather later than planned, and the long colourful crocodile queueing for race numbers left us little time to strip for action or visit the loo - the latter being a rather urgent necessity. Having only registered at the last minute we were surprised to find that race numbers had all been overprinted with our name and age category, something we could only remember happening once before in a World Masters Mountain Running Championship. 12 mile runners had red numbers while 25 mile runners had black numbers. It was all brilliantly organised by Paul Shack and his incredible team.
My three pacemakers pioneering the way across the bogs.......
At a little after 9am we were off, nearly 350 runners the vast majority of which were in the 25 mile race. We would run together for the first 6½ miles to the checkpoint at Rylstone Church where the long distane runners would start their climb onto Barden Moor. Thankfully, for us running the shorter 12 mile route, all the serious climbing would be over except for a final little sting in the tail just before the finish. As befits a mature gentleman I'd taken a place near the rear of the field where I soon latched on to three Ripon Runners pacing themselves nicely for the full 25 miles and travelling at the same pace as me. They were rather expert at dodging the black, glutinous bogs and I was equally expert at following them - though they somehow managed to keep their legs cleaner than mine.
Same three on slightly drier ground towards Winterburn reservoir
Threshfield Moor was alive with golden plovers, so much so I first thought their multiple pipings was someone's mobile phone ringing, or some HGV reversing. Curlews were warbling away too and a skylark joined the choir at one stage to give a heart-lifting solo performance. They cheered us on our way across the worst of the bogs until Winterburn reservoir came into view, then some easier running down to the village of Hetton where cyclists became the main hazzard, flashing past at great speed on the short stretch of road to Rylstone. They frighten me, mainly I think because I tend to run with my head down, watching my feet, and don't always see them coming, especially at that speed! Maybe they were in some sort of race too. Or they'd been taking something.....
Linton Falls at the 'Tin bridge'
I was glad to reach the checkpoint and get some water inside me. I grabbed a couple of biscuits too and munched away along Chapel Lane to Cracoe, hoping the sugar would give me a boost. From there on I was on my own with no other runners in sight, which was just as well because it could possibly have interferred with my rhythm in an effort to catch them. I passed a couple of walkers on Thorpe Lane, one of whom kept breaking into a run to improve her finishing time, but it wasn't until after I'd crossed the Burnsall road and making my way through fields to Linton Falls that I spied three runners in the distance. It was too late to try and catch them, even if I'd had the energy.
All smiles.......2nd L65 and 1st M80
Hens were clucking around on the road at Linton, being friendly.  The falls were in spate, making a fine sight as I crossed the 'tin' bridge over the Wharfe and turned left along the riverbank for home. Coming out onto the road there's another bridge to re-cross the river, then a short steep hill to the Finish in the school. Almost at the top of this hill I became aware of a voice behind me, and seeing how I hadn't passed anyone recently it didn't take long for the old brain to sense danger and switch to flight mode. For the first time throughout the race I enjoyed a brief sense of speed as I surged to the Finish a mere second ahead of Kirsty Pomfrett, 1st Female Open (non-veteran). "I've been trying to catch you for ages" she said.
...and a certificate to register the achievement
 I was 1st in the M80 category because I was the only runner over 80 (!), so didn't really win anything. I was happy with my official time of 2:23:50, and my 39th position from 55 finishers. My wonderful partner ran a great race to finish in 2:31:22 although beaten into 2nd F65 by Norma Smith of Blackburn Road Runners. All finishers were presented with a certificate, bearing the runner's name, to mark their achievement. So, a good day was had by all. The only navigational problems encountered was in finding our way to the dining hall in search of all the post-race treats. Once found we possibly did more than our fair share of carbohydrate loading. Well, I did.
Full 12 mile race results here.
 

10 comments:

  1. What a fantastic achievement, huge respect and doff my cap!! ( to you both)
    I now note your surname! We could be related ( though probably not) my fathers family were Yorkshire before moving to the Midlands - Ian Booth

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    1. Thanks Ian. Yes, I knew we shared the same surname but pretty sure we're not related - except in spirit. There's an awful lot of Booths in Yorkshire. The Trollers was a great day out, and not too taxing. You should try it next year....

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  2. I started reading and I too thought ' what the heck were you doing last Saturday lining up for a 12 mile race on a cold and cloudy day through some of the best bogs in Britain?' ....... and then I read on and completely understood.

    WELL DONE and great photo's.

    Have a good week

    All the best Jan

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    1. Thanks Jan. As it turned out, conditions were OK for racing, apart from the mud, though it was a little worrying to find most runners wore jackets with full body cover and me in a thin thermal, vest and shorts!
      You have a good week too......
      Cheers!

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  3. Half way through my age group it's getting more and more difficult to win prises... I can only hope I am still run races into my 80's so I can win some more!
    Best Bogs and a Loo line... Ha Ha Ha

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    1. Ha Ha indeed, I was still in the loo when everyone else had gone to the start!
      I was lucky Coach, I could mainly hold my own throughout my age group - but maybe I struck a lean period when good runners were a bit thin on the ground. And by the way, it'll be easy enough to win in your 80's when you're the only one! You've just got to outlive the opposition......
      Cheers!

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  4. Sounds like I missed a good event, the girls told me that they'd had the honour of meeting you, shame I missed you, but I moved house on the 6th and had stuff to do. Well done to both you and your good lady, maybe we will meet at another event soon

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    1. Aye, you'd have enjoyed it Lena, good running weather, apart from the bogs. Dunno about meeting you at another event, we're not into triathlons! But there's talk of doing a Park Run at Studley Royal.
      Best wishes.....

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  5. Congratulations to both of you. Sounds like a fun day. I was a little sad to see from the results so few "youngsters" taking part.

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    1. Thanks Gordon. Reckon the youngsters must have been among the 226 finishers in the 25 mile race. A lot of those were 'veterans' too, but they were certainly all younger than me! See 25 mile race results below:
      http://trollerstrot.com/run-25-2015-results.php

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